As I watched the Badgers underperform in the second half at home against Iowa on Saturday, I wondered why it is that I watch football so faithfully. Does it really qualify as a pleasure? After all, I get so agitated and frustrated. I do more complaining during a football game than in any other area of life. My palms get sweaty and I pace around the room.
Is this fun?
Well, it was fun on Sunday afternoon. From beginning to end, the Packers' game was a genuine pleasure to watch. No anxiety. No real frustration. No pacing around the room, and no sweaty palms. We took charge early, and we just kept piling on as the game went along.
Now I don't emerge from Sunday's drubbing of Detroit feeling overly confident about our team going forward. In many respects, we didn't play well. But we played more than well enough for the task at hand.
We pitched a complete game shutout. Rodgers threw for over 300 yards. Crosby was money on four field goal attempts. The defense picked off 3 passes. And we doubled-up the Lions in time of possession. It was a great game.
And it was a pleasure to watch!
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